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So are we going to have the game here in the Beginners page for F&D? Or will you be using one of the other sites that cater to PBP gaming style?
I'm fine either way, just need to know if I need to dust off an old password or just keep doing things here.

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So are we going to have the game here in the Beginners page for F&D? Or will you be using one of the other sites that cater to PBP gaming style?
I'm fine either way, just need to know if I need to dust off an old password or just keep doing things here.

In the Beginners Forum. While I prefer other sited, this forum works best with my phone.

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I wanted to make sure of the 5 players I have currently have characters made for, each one of you has played PBP before and are comfortable with its style of play? (Away and Rakaydos I assume have played before as I was GMing Rak and Away is GMing a high level game.)

"Pickle Rick" was a scrapyard mechanic and scavenger for his childhood, but soon found that his talents were destined for less savory applications. He could get into the tiniest and work on the difficult-to-reach objects, and all without bringing any tools. He always seemed to have the right tools for the job, even when the job included powered tools "Pickle Rick" would find a way. His hated nickname came to be when an associate of his published an account of some of his more daring adventures without permission, and it sold quite a few copies. It also seems to have grabbed the wrong attention, considering Rylkiden was just abducted...

So there. Not only is he called "Pickle Rick", but that is actually why he was captured by the Inquisitor!

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Valem Sabir always intuitively knew the right things to say, in his dealings with others. For many years, he operated a curiosity shop from the depths of Pau City, far beneath the windswept surface. There, he fell in love with the lost lore of the Jedi, and other traditions found in the old tomes he had inherited with the store. When an actual Jedi Master visited Utapau, news of the visitor trickled down to his sensitive ears, despite the low profile she was trying to keep. Jedi Master Tu-Anh seemed distracted when he contrived a brief introduction, but she cocked her head and offered him a smile, saying he should visit the Temple Library on Coruscant.

She had been immune to his wiles, but friendly, nonetheless. It saddened him to learn of her murder just days after they'd met. When the other Jedi arrived on his home planet, he kept to himself, desiring no part in whatever intrigue had led to her demise. Valem did, however, decide that it was time to move on from Utapau; and that life was too short, even for a Pau-an, not to act upon such an invitation.

The journey to the Core was unlike anything Val had ever experienced, and the city-planet of Coruscant itself was overwhelming, in a delightful way! He was welcomed at the Jedi Temple, and quickly found himself assisting Jocasta Nu, the Chief Librarian. She recognized his force sensitivity, and told him to be patient- that she herself had been a late-bloomer, and that she sensed a strength in him. She had even begun instructing him in a lightsaber technique that utilized his strengths, while downplaying his physical weaknesses. They were together in the library, when darkness fell on the Jedi Temple. They escaped the destruction of that day, and continued in hiding during the early stages of the Jedi Purge. Working in secrecy, they gathered and preserved all they could of the Jedi legacy...

Until one day, Darth Vader turned up again- this time with a Pau-an at his side! It would seem that their efforts had not gone unnoticed. In his flight, he was separated from the Librarian, and fears the worst. He fled to the depths of Coruscant, which were in some ways like his home city had been, beneath the surface of Utapau.

In the subsequent years, Val has opened another curiosity shop, and watched the rise of the Empire from below. Hiding in plain sight, just another ex-pat Pau-an from the exodus following the Clone Wars, trying to get by on a new world. He was starting to hear rumors of dissent, and felt foolish for hoping they were true. Hoping to be a part of it. A voice of resistance. An armchair rebel. He might never get the chance.

On his way out after closing the shop one night, a figure in black accosted him, giving him no time to react. That is the last thing he remembers, as consciousness slowly, groggily returns...